I heard it's hard to get an appointment with him, but it seems it's not as difficult as rumored.
"So, should I choose the location, or do you decide?"
"I'll make the reservation."
Dongfang Li smiled, "Alright, see you later."
Qin Feimo didn't respond and just hung up the phone.
If it weren't for wanting that piece of land by the seaside in West City, he wouldn't have agreed to dine with Dongfang Li.
He had always wanted to buy that piece of land. They had been negotiating for two years, but the Dongfang Consortium had been reluctant to let go.
Picking up his coat, even at noon, the weather in the lunar September was a bit chilly.
Qin Feimo randomly chose a French restaurant near M Group, about ten minutes' walk away.
Finance Department.
"Sister-in-law, want to have lunch together?"
In the general office, as everyone gradually left, Chen Feng walked out from his private office and saw that Feng Jinglei hadn't left her seat yet, so he approached.
